I had forgotten that my novella "Fly Whither, Finch" included heart wrenching passages from a non-existent women's novel:
I am proud of "Finch" in that it has excerpts from a certain kind of woman's novel throughout it (from which it takes its title). It was fun writing excerpts from a novel chronicling the lives of three generations of rugged Finch women. "Fly whither? Fly free." Fry them green tomatoes.